Maybe it is because he has been gone for a week, but I have been thinking a lot lately about how lucky I am to be married to such a wonderful man. The first time I met Jonny, his confidence, his fun-loving and sarcastic character, and his good looks had me smitten. But although he has many amazing qualities, is so fun to be around, shares many of the same loves and hobbies as me, and is so easy to get along with, that is not what I love most about him.

Since we met and fell in love, we have been through so much together already. Some might say we've been through as much as a couple who has been married 10 years. But I am more than grateful to honestly say that the day I married him is the day I loved him the least. Through ups and downs, our love has grown to be unconditional and we feel like we can get through anything together.
I love Jon for his willingness to serve. I love him for the family man he has learned to be. I love how he shows his love to me in so many ways; whether it's putting toothpaste on my toothbrush, telling me how beautiful I am out of the blue, or telling me to sit and relax while he does the dishes. I love his soft, sensitive side. I love what a good dad he is to our son and how excited he is about our growing family. I love how he is so interactive in our lives. I love how I can tell him ANYTHING and he will love me still. I love that I WANT to tell him everything.
As we observe the world around us, we might be biased in saying that a love like ours does not come around every day and we feel so lucky to have found it. We are so compatable and I know that Heavenly Father helped us to find eachother to fill in eachother's gaps and help eachother become better people.
I am so grateful to be with such an amazing man, not only for this life, but for eternity. I wouldn't want anything less.
I love you so much, babe. You are, and always will be, my number one.